What kind of person can live in such a house regardless of the life and death of his children?
What is his purpose?
As my thoughts were spinning rapidly, I discovered that Mr. Yin was also looking at this house.
Mr. Yin is proficient in the burial method of the Yin house, and Feng Shui is also a kind of burial method of the Yin house. He should be able to see some clues?
"Those who are broad in the east and west are not equal, and those who are short in the north and south will perish with few people. Those who are shallow will be more shallow than those who are shallow. In the future, good luck will lead to prosperity." Mr. Yin suddenly murmured in a low voice.
His eyes were obviously a bit sharp again, and he said, "Do you know why he uses this kind of house?" "To be able to live for these years and do so many evil things, this person is very ruthless and knows how to choose. "Although Mr. Yin didn't explain clearly.
But it gave me enough hints!
It was like I was enlightened. This person who has done many evil deeds will be punished. If he can live for so many years without dying, doesn't it mean that he has passed all these retributions on to his children?
It just so happens that this is the Feng Shui house of a deceased son, so he can survive safely!
And the feng shui of his own house can also preserve the last of his bloodline.
I nodded solemnly, indicating that I understood.
Mr. Yin glanced at me and walked quickly along the right side of the house.
The time at this time was close to twelve o'clock.
The wall on the right side of the house is not high, and there is a side door.
In an instant, we arrived in front of the door. I was thinking about how to climb over the wall, not knowing what was going on inside.
Shen Ji was as light as a swallow, and he was on the wall in a few seconds.
In just ten seconds, there was a slight creaking sound and the side door opened...
I swallowed involuntarily. The skill of making the bun was a bit exaggerated.
Mr. Yin and I walked into the house. He still had his hands behind his back and looked calm and calm. I also suppressed the nervousness in my heart and whispered: "If my grandma is here, it should be easy to find. My dad and grandpa have two coffins."
Shen Ji stared for two seconds, then suddenly turned around and walked quickly into the yard.
She was very fast, making almost no footsteps, and ran up to the roof again.
And I looked around and found that this should also be an independent small courtyard.
I don't know if anyone lives in the courtyard, so I have to be careful about everything now.
This is also a hard-won opportunity for us!
The heavy bun on the roof stayed there for more than ten seconds before moving down the other side and disappearing from our sight.
I originally thought we had to find it ourselves, but with Shen Ji's performance, it is obvious that we don't need it, and it can also reduce the possibility of being exposed a lot.
After about four or five minutes, Shen Ji finally came back.
She whispered to Mr. Yin: "We did find coffins in a small courtyard. There were two coffins in total. There was an old woman in the room, but that person was a little weird. She didn't look like a living person, but like a corpse."
Mr. Yin frowned slightly.
I suddenly felt my blood surge, and my eyes felt burning and stinging, as if they were congested.
He clenched his fists uncontrollably, gritted his teeth, and his temples kept beating.
"Don't be emotional. Something may have happened to your grandma, and Yang Xiayuan is not stupid. It's impossible for you to harm people before you come. Let's go and take a look first." Mr. Yin held my shoulders and I suppressed my emotions.
He glanced at Shen Ji, who immediately walked forward to lead the way.
Because I couldn't climb over the tiles on the wall, I had no choice but to walk. I just didn't know what Mr. Yin's skills were.
Yang Xiayuan's Feng Shui house may not look big, but it has a lot of things inside. It took many twists and turns, which also coincided with the direction of Qimen Dunjia. If it were any other ordinary person, he would definitely get lost in the mansion.
If I were to look for it, it would take some effort.
Shen Ji was good not only in her skills, but also in Feng Shui. Otherwise, she would never have been able to explore the path in such a short period of time and clearly discern the trends in the house. She should have made preparations when exploring the path.
At the same time, I also felt a little weird. It was strangely quiet in this huge house.
Logically speaking, even if Yang Xiayuan doesn't have many heirs, he should still be very rich. It's impossible for him to have no servants...
The whole house gave me a lifeless feeling...
There seemed to be many eyes staring at the dark place, making people sweat uncontrollably.
It's just that Mr. Yin and the others didn't show any abnormality, which made me think it was my misunderstanding?
But I still couldn't hold it back, and Mr. He Yin whispered, I mean the same thing, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
Mr. Yin told me in a low voice that places where there are many people dead are like this. There is a dead atmosphere, or there are people who are resentful and sneaky.
These words made me feel depressed, and I felt that things might not be that simple.
Ten minutes later, Shen Ji took us into another courtyard.
As soon as I walked in, my heart stopped.
The yard is not big, but there are indeed two coffins placed at the corner of the yard!
The dark coffin gave off a gloomy feeling. There was no moonlight tonight, and there was an incandescent lamp with a small wattage above the courtyard gate. The light was not enough to illuminate the entire courtyard.
The presence of the coffin made my heart beat wildly. I suppressed my nervousness and looked at Shen Ji again.
Before I could say anything, I wanted to see where the old woman was.
Shen Ji took me to a door.
She didn't even reach the door, but stood under the threshold.
I walked to the door of the house and stretched out my hand to open the door.
But I held back for a while, fearing that something else might happen. There was a gap in front of the door, so I simply moved closer to see if the old woman in the house was my grandma. What if it’s not?
After all, Shen Ji had never seen her before, and what Mr. Yin said made sense. Yang Xiayuan was not stupid after all.
I leaned close to the crack of the door and looked inside.
But it was too dark inside the room, so dark that it was almost impossible to see.
I had no choice but to give up and still have to go in first.
At this moment, there was a soft click, the sound was like a match being struck across the matchbox, and there was another chirp, and a ball of fire lit up.
The fire light was right in front of me, and I could even smell the smell of scale powder coming to my nostrils.
The orange fire made my vision change from dark to bright,
The flame lit a candle. Behind the faintly swaying flame of the candle is a white face.
Cloudy eyes, an old face full of wrinkles, and even grayer hair.
She looked at me blankly, and twitched her lips with a smile on her face.
This old woman has obviously been standing here waiting!
I just moved closer to see inside, and she kept looking at me and lit a candle...
She is not my grandma at all!
I felt a chill in my heart and took two steps back suddenly. The old lady opened the door.
She held the candle, and the flames flickered on her pale face. In addition to the dark brown age spots, there were also some purple-red bruises.
Although she was smiling, she didn't seem to be breathing, and her chest didn't rise or fall at all.
"I've seen thieves, but no one has dared to come to the house of a dead person to touch things. Are you here to steal the body?" the old lady's voice was dry, and there was a faint smell wafting from her body, which made people sick.
